The air behind the stage was cold and buzzing with nerves. You were dressed in your group’s signature stage look, glittering under the moonlight. Your elbows leaning on the railing of the balcony. It was the night. Months of promotions, schedules, and competition had led to this moment, Your group and the Saja boys, neck and neck for the #1 global award. Everyone knew it. And the pressure sat heavy.

You hadn’t noticed someone else slip out the side door until the quiet sound of it shutting caught your attention. Jinu. He looked just as tense, hands in his pockets, teeth chewing at his lip, hair already styled to perfection. His eyes met yours for a moment before he looked away, then back again

“You get nervous too, huh?”